Oh what a day, in bed by eleven
my body’s so tired, i need sleep hours seven
my legs are all twitchy, the muscles are sore
i don’t want the day to go on anymore
as i lay there just waiting, what do i find?
my body’s switched off but not so my mind
as i toss and i turn, make the bed such a mess
all i’m wanting is peace and a jolly good rest
so two hours later i’m up and about
im tired and grumpy, the sleep’s gone …no doubt
some tea and some biscuits do settle my mood
but i know that i really dont need any food
i play games for a while to divert my mind
it’s boring and hopefully helps to unwind
as i lay in my bed to try once again
some words fill my head and i reach for the pen
i’m scribbling endlessly, the words just keep showing
like the stream to the river, so quick and flowing
by the end of the sixth verse i find myself yawning
i dont want to see the day light dawning
and so to the end of my poem for sleep
i’m wishing for slumber incredibly deep
in the morning i’ll mail this over to you
i hope you slept well, my best wishes to you